So What If You've Been Reborn?

Chapter 354

Shi Feng put on his robe, and when he stepped onto the river bank, he found that his junior brother's eyes were wide open, exuding a sense of danger. Chen He's Adam's apple slipped, and then he bowed his head awkwardly: "Senior brother, I, I..."

"The demons are gone?" Shi Feng asked with a smile.

"That's not a demon." Chen Ho retorted instinctively. He wanted to put the painting away, but Shi Feng had already pressed it on the scroll and slowly unfolded it for viewing.

At the beginning of this painting, the brush strokes are sharp, showing the momentum of the mountains and rocks. When it extends to the flowers and trees, it gradually becomes gentle, and there are still some residues when painting the branches. On the Tangli flower, there is only pure softness left.

However, none of these can compare to the charm of the people in the painting.

In fact, the painting is incomplete, the corners of the clothes and robes are just a touch of blur, the ink blots fade, and the obsession placed on the painting tends to disappear along with the ink blots, and finally it becomes this somewhat strange picture scroll.

It's not even a good painting.

If someone concentrates and observes carefully, he will definitely be in a trance, and he will be deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate himself.

Shi Feng only glanced at it, then picked up the scroll and handed it back to his junior brother: "Put it away, don't show it to people who don't have Luo Tian's fairyland, unless you want their lives."

"Brother, I..."

Chen Ho thought of his dark history of being three years old at one time, and at another time thinking that he was Li Yan, who had tossed Shi Feng for as long as he met his senior in the fairy world, and couldn't hold his head up.

But he couldn't bear to take his eyes off Shi Feng.

Red clothes and black hair, wading through the water - this is the first and deepest memory Shi Feng left for him.

Not to mention that Chen Ho remembers everything, and knows better what all this is going on.

"Brother." He murmured, and quickly stuffed the mirage beads into the Lingtai of the Purple Mansion.

"Since Tianzun gave you those broken memories, you have fallen into this layer of confusion."

Shi Feng pulled his younger brother to sit down. He didn't feel any discomfort. Due to his immortal physique, even the traces are gone now. This is a good thing, otherwise Chen Ho would be even more embarrassed.

"You feel that you are more capable in your previous life, and you feel that you are not as good as him in the face of difficulties."

So when the mirage pearl was sealed, Chen Ho subconsciously let the memory of Li Yan pop up, and because of the special nature of Chen Ho's memory, he took it for granted that he was Li Yan.

Even if the real Li Yan leaves behind a broken memory, can the memory replace a person to live?If it is possible, then the memory that many sects in the cultivation world have sealed up to pass down the exercises can also say that they are still alive.

"The obscurity is in your heart. Although I said it and Master enlightened you, you figured it out at that time and suppressed the obscurity, but it still exists." Shi Feng gently stroked his junior brother's cheek.

This was the first time since he came to the Immortal Realm that his junior brother really stood in front of him.

Chen He turned his head involuntarily, and muttered in a low voice, "But I was alone with him."

I have to insist on the advantage I took yesterday.

"Brother, I will take responsibility for you!"

"..."

Shi Feng held his forehead, a little embarrassed: "Where did you learn the words?"

"Uh, in the script." Chen Ho buried his head on his senior's shoulder, smelling Shi Feng's breath with nostalgia.

"Spring. Palace picture book?"

"Brother!"

As soon as Chen Ho raised his head, he knocked Shi Feng's chin. For an immortal, the collision was not too painful. Shi Feng meaningfully touched his junior brother's head: "This is not before the ascension, you have grown taller."

Chen Ho's face turned green and then pale. He couldn't figure out whether his brother meant something else, or just mentioned it casually.

He used to worry about height, but this time he finally remembered it.

"You dare to ascend before the tribulation period, you are quite courageous." Shi Feng squeezed Chen He's cheek gently.

Chen Ho's complacency about the new realm disappeared in an instant, and he almost wanted to run away.

"This... I can't help it, I'm afraid of being stared at, so I use the luck of the real Chixuan of the Heluo faction to block it."

"In the end, there was still a huge battle, which disturbed the fairy world. Are you doing too much?" Shi Feng asked with his head bowed.

Chen He looked away guiltily: "Then what, junior brother, I am very talented, and the way of heaven bears grudges..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Shi Feng stopped immediately.

The way of heaven in Fuchu's small world is transformed by the earth veins that have destroyed countless fairy worlds. Can it really be hated by it?

When mentioning crossing the robbery, Chen He remembered one thing.

"Senior brother, look."

Chen Ho waved his hand, and a faint silver light appeared on his fingertips.

"Huh?" Shi Feng didn't see why.

"This is the spiritual power of Da Luo Jinxian." Chen He moved his fingertips, and a red flame appeared in his palm, which was vigorous and full of powerful aura.

The flames sprang up, plunged into the river, and turned into a fat pier chasing fish.

"..."

Chen He waved his hands in embarrassment, and said to Shi Feng remedially: "It's not this, Shi Zhonghuo jumped out by himself."

After finishing speaking, this time there was a small ball of golden flame in the palm, which was very weak, as if a gust of wind could extinguish it.

"Fire in the sky?"

"Exactly, I hid it in the fairy core." Chen He said enthusiastically, "Actually, this is the last trace of the source of the air fire after it was destroyed by the black dragon's amnesty. The air fire in Xiaoyang Mountain is hidden deep underground. , it possesses the aura of the earth veins of the Fuchu Small World, and if the timing is right, it will split the world and slaughter living beings, that is to say—”

Halfway through Chen He's speech, he found that the atmosphere was not right.

With a sullen face, Shi Feng looked at him coldly: "Such a dangerous thing, do you stuff it into the fairy core?"

"...I, I didn't know about the earth veins at that time." Chen He was at a loss for words.

In fact, it was just to keep the mirage bead, hide it in the fairy core, and leave the sky fire just in case, if someone forcibly smashed his fairy core, the sky fire would immediately destroy the mirage pearl.

Although the memory with the senior brother is important, it is obviously more important to stay alive than to expose your identity than your life.

Chen Ho didn't dare to show off any more, so he quickly put away the fire in the air.

He hesitated whether to admit his mistake directly, or find an excuse to change the topic.

A hand landed on Chen He's forehead.

"I'd be worried."

"..."

"If you don't have enough strength, it's nothing to retreat to a mortal along with the collapsed fairy world. In my practice, if the spirit and soul are all wiped out, what do you ask senior brother to do?"

Chen He couldn't speak a word.

***

The breeze was gentle, Nan Hongzi dozed off on the cool chair.

Yes, cool chairs, although they are not as fine as the ones sold by mortal craftsmen and are all made of bamboo strips, they are generally stable in appearance.

"Peach blossoms, flowing water, and fat mandarin fish are all empty words."

Nan Hongzi said to himself, there are fish in this poor place, but the taste is not good!It's so different from the fat and tender fish in the mortal river!

There are chickens and sheep, but this chicken is not much at all, it is so tiring to eat, I just gnaw on the bones.

"Fortunately, Pindao can't starve to death without eating." Nan Hongzi said happily.

On the firepit dug out in front of the bamboo building, there was a pot on it, gurgling and rolling, and there were clean mushrooms in it. Nan Hongzi stretched his head to look, sighed, and poured some unicorn meat into the pot soup.

In an instant, the fragrance was tangy, and with the green smoke, it spread far and far.

The villagers who gathered here in the morning were stunned and left long ago. No matter how surprised they were, they still had to go to the mountains to find food for the day, but they had no time to stand here and feel upset.

The strong ones went hunting in the mountains, women and old people picked wild fruits and caught fish along the forest by the river.

Fish are not easy to catch. Their scales are hard and their teeth are sharp, making them very flexible in the water.

When the scent came, they all swallowed at the same time, with complicated eyes.

"Where did these immortals get their food? Could it be that they were brought in from outside?" An old man standing in the water catching fish, wiped the saliva from his mouth, bowed his waist further, and said with emotion, "The fairyland is a good place. "

"A good place where you can only die." The old man next to him sneered repeatedly.

"I'm already 80 years old, so what are you afraid of?"

The old man who was ridiculed simply climbed ashore and walked towards the direction where the fragrance came from: "The old man has to take a look, what's so great about the food in the fairy world."

Several children looked at each other and rushed over.

They ran to the bamboo building following the scent, and the child bit his finger and stared at the pot.

The old man squeezed out a trembling smile. Seeing Nan Hongzi dozing off, he pouted, and the children immediately ran towards the pot happily.

Before they got close, they were pushed somersault by a force and rolled on the grass, and the children looked around blankly.

"Hey, you guys can't eat this." Nan Hongzi said lazily.

Kirin broth has no effect on immortals, so it doesn't mean that mortals can drink it as a seasoning.

"If you want to live in the village, you have to give us benefits." The strongest child got up with a grunt and said with a straight face, "Otherwise, our village will drive you out, and there are wild wolves in the mountains, who will drive you out." Divide and eat."

Nan Hongzi stroked his whisk slowly, and said amusedly, "But this is not your village. This bamboo building is already at the foot of the mountain. If you stay here for a long time, maybe wild wolves will come out."

The children looked around guiltily, and when they smelled the scent, they wanted to come, but as Nan Hongzi said, this is a semi-dangerous area, and they are usually not allowed to come here at all.

The old man took a deep breath, his eyes sparkled, he laughed and said: "It really is a good thing from the fairy world, but it is not ordinary."

"Where, it's the mushrooms on the side of the road, Nuo, there are a bunch of them over there!" Nan Hongzi pointed casually.

The old man's expression changed immediately. There were clumps of brightly colored flower mushrooms growing under the dark tree roots. He laughed dryly, and no longer found the fragrance attractive.

- Immortals are immortals, they don’t understand anything!

"The family is still waiting for the fish to go to the pot, so don't bother me." The old man chuckled. He is an old man in the village, and he can't grab the benefits of a fairy, so he simply forgot to remind him.

Although the children here are small, they know what they can eat and what they can't eat, so they all look at the pot weirdly and run away without saying a word.There was a man with many eyes, who hid in the bushes and stared at Nan Hongzi, wanting to know whether what he said was true or not.

Nan Hongzi shook his head, scooped up a spoonful and poured it into the fish pond, and the fish turned up almost instantly.

The child took a step back, ran away like a fly, returned to the river, and said angrily, "That's a bad fairy who wants to poison us to death!"

"What?" The villagers were furious.

At this time, two people came from the depths of the peach forest, the river was rugged and winding, their figures gradually became clear behind the sparse flower branches, their feet stepped on the clear waves, and the hem of their robes floated in the water, shining brightly without getting wet at all.